#poemformymom

I know where I get my liking for crows, it was when you would feed me lunch after kindergarten with that crow friend by the window. I know where I get my appreciation for the unconventional, it was when you mentioned that you like Sushmita Sen rather than famous Madhuri. I know where I get my open mindedness from, it was when you let me stay with a boy roommate in a new city. I know where I get my love for books and literature, it's beneath that facade of marital domesticity lies an obscure writer. It is today after 55 years of your existence, I realise and appreciate parts of you inside me. Happy Birthday Mother! --- #poetryformom #poetrygram #closetpoet #writing #poemformymom

Incondicional love That was her That was I After years I still think, "Is this all a dream?" Like one day I will wake up And be only 14, look up Stand up, run and run Just go see her Just to hug her But this fades away As years come in and I drift My own way into reality Gosh Mom It was only you and me, Mom I feel like I'm choking, Mom But I take a deep breath That is what you would say "Just breathe honey..." But all I need is you And sometimes I don't know what to do So I put my attitude Not letting myself bend But again, is just an act More like a pact To seem strong, like you I am not the best But in your eyes I was Should I let that pass? Should I stay Or should I replay All these memories You remember when you hugged me on my birthday My last picture with you that day That day will be always Our day "I had a dream We went on a safari And I said 'look at that lion, it reminds me of you!' 'Cause you're the queen... And I had a dream that you were dying But I wasn't even crying I sang you to sleep I sang you to sleep..." You were in all my dreams... Poem by me with an adaptation of the song 'Twinkle Song' by Miley Cyrus